Addiction—God’s Healing

About the Book

I was just your run-of-the-mill alcoholic who God saw fit to rescue! For close to forty years, I struggled with addiction, and as time went on, it always got worse quicker and got more intense after any period of “clean time.” It was not until this unprofessional writer put God like I never had him before in my life and also after a proven twelve-step program that I was able to get and stay sober—one day at a time. I was bankrupt in all ways—financially, emotionally, mentally (at times I couldn’t remember my name), and almost spiritually. I turned a perfectly good life into a perfect mess—by choice. Why? I ended up at a few homeless shelters. Family and friends were asking (begging) me to get out of my hometown, Buffalo, New York, because I was going to die as the whole city turned into a people, places, and things place that people are warned about in recovery. Today I tell God, people at recovery meetings, family, and friends, “I have the best life of anybody I know, and I believe it!” God gets and deserves all the glory, all the honor, and all the praise that my family and friends give to me. God blessed me with one grandchild (daughter) and another one on the way. At recovery meetings, they say, “Rarely have we seen a person fail who has thoroughly followed our path.” That is so true! According to Matthew 6:33, “Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things will be added onto you.” Thank you! God bless you! Glenn

About the Author

I was in NEED for help from God-Spirituality, help in addiction-recovery, help in recovering from a painful (codependent) relationship, help in loneliness, depression and or self-pity and finding a purpose for their life. I turned a perfectly good life into a perfect mess. I was a popular, outgoing person, a guy with many friends and a loving family who, because of addiction, isolated myself because I was too embarrassed to be seen. At the end I ended up using 24-7 and living to use and using (actually dying) to live. I didn’t know how sick I (really) was until I got well and stayed well-one day at a time. I often said years later, “I know what I was feeling but I don’t know what I was thinking.” Now I say, “I know what I am thinking and don’t feel like I once did about (many) people, places and things.”